We sending this out to all the ladies all over the world

All the ladies all over the world

All my sexy mummas come on now

Come on a come on now

As we proceed to give you what you need

You know I like it when your body goes: bump bump bump

Bad boy, B2K, yo o, talk to em playa

"Mel!" The shout was loud over the start of the song, "whatchu doin' gurl!?! Getcho ass up on this table n' dance wit me!"

Mel laughed up at Tai, raising a hand to his as the African-American teen hoisted her up onto the table. She began to dance with Tai, slightly wobbly on her heels due to the amount of alcohol she had consumed, but dancing none the less. It was almost tradition now really; everyone knew her for it, Bayville and Washburn students alike. Though usually, when at parties supported by her school's students, she danced with Tai. She flicked her hair back and grinned as Tai began to sing along with the lyrics.

I like your little sexy style

I love it when your gettin' wil' (uh I see you)

Girl in the club wit me

(come over here let me talk to you for a minute, yeah I wanna tell you something)

Girl you need to be in magazines

Wit a crown on your head 'cos your a ghetto queen

Like bling bling bling (uh, come let me find out)

The way you're shaking that sexy (oh)

Body shaped like an hour glass

Mel gave a sexy tilt of her hips, the tight black skirt she wore only enhancing her curves more than ever. Tai followed after her, raising his eyebrows as his mouth formed into an 'o', fanning his face with his hand.

Baby turn around

And let me see that sexy body go bump bump bump (yeah)

That is all I wanna see, baby show me (come on)

Baby turn around

And let me see that sexy body go bump bump bump

They way you throwin' that thing at me (uh yeah)

I can take it

Tai took Mel's hand, and together they performed a move similar to the one many had seen in the music video with Nelly and Kelly, only at the end of it Mel twirled about, her back to Tai. She slid down his front to a chorus of hoots and yells.

Girl why you teasin me
You gonna have to stop pleasin me (stop teasin me, I want you)
While we're on this floor
You dippin' it roun' and roun'

At this Mel swung her hips in perfect time with the music.

I love the way you put it down
You makin me scream for more (oh, gimme more, let s go, don't stop come on)

Mel and Tai cruised through the rest of the verse and chorus, the shouts and calls getting louder as Mel and her dance partner began to get more and more into the raunchy side of the Hip Hop dance.

(Yeah it's bad boy baby, check this out, they call me diddy)

Let's dance for nothin' mami

Plans for takin' mami

Get it on the floor

Make it bump more

Shake it mami

Let ride

I'm your Clyde you can be mah Bonni

See you type for me

Mami so right for me

Man she can move it

Love when she dance to the music

Make me wanna stand like a fool, stiff

Man it's the smoothest

Just a simple touch make me loose it

Somewhere in the crowd a jock from Bayville yelled, "Hey Mel! Give us a strip!!" This was taken up by a sudden chorus of "strip, strip, strip!" from most of the males in the room.

"Hey!" Tai snapped, "don'tchu be sayin' shit like that to mah gurl! She don't do nothin' fo' free!"

At this the hackler replied, "how does $100 bucks sound!?!"

Girl that's enough

Stop moving

Tai turned to Mel and raised an eyebrow. But Mel, under the influence of a hell of a lot of alcohol had already begun.

Money ain't a thing mami

What I gotta spend mami

Put up your hands for me

That's how you dance for me

Shake it like you can hunni

Take it from your man mami

"DAMN!" Someone yelled as Mel began to lift her top up, her gloves now lying on the table top beside her. The start of her black lace bra could be seen, peeking out from under the bottom.

A sudden yelp of, "Hey! That's my girlfriend!" was heard and then a disgruntled, "whatchu pushin' for?" Tori, having just arrived at the party was shoving his way through the crowd.

"MEL! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?! GET OFF THERE!"

Mel peeked over the bottom of her top, halfway over her head, her arms still raised high. Spotting Tori she gave a startled yelp.

"Mel put your top back on!" Tori pleaded.

"OI!" came a drunken shout, "we want the top off!"

"SAY THAT AGAIN!?!" Tori roared, his eyes searching the crowd in a fury.

"Hey! Help!" Mel gave a squeak, her arms now trapped within the top as the simple procedure of removing it became too complex for her intoxicated mind, "I'm stuck! And I can't see!" The top, now pulled over her head, had given Mel the appearance of a rather disgruntled rock with legs.

"Mel, honey don't walk any fur - CHRIST!" Tori yelped, leaping forwards just in time to catch Mel in his arms. He tugged her top back over her head, smoothing out her hair. "Are you okay?"

"I...think I hurt my leg," Mel said, gazing up at Tori in a drunken stupor.

"Jesus Mel, I've told you before," Tori began. He stopped when Mel gave a little whimper, her breath catching in her throat. He sighed, stroking her hair again. "It's okay. Come on, we'll get you somewhere quiet. Tai, can you help me?"

"Sho' thang T.R," Tai answered, leaping down to the floor and placing one of Mel's arms about his neck.

- - -

Lance smiled at Kitty, running a hand down her cheek. Kitty giggled, her laugh a mixture of nervous excitement. If Jean knew she'd gone off somewhere with Lance she'd throw a fit. Yet being here made it all worth it.

"I love you Kitty," Lance breathed, his dark eyes moist under the moonlight that lit up the garden seat they sat on.

"Oh Lance, you're like, so sweet," Kitty giggled, edging closer to the senior. Lance beamed, and bending slightly he kissed her softly. Kitty fell against him, enjoying the feeling of being safe in his arms.

"Oh my god like, KITTY!"

"What!?!" Kitty yelped, leaping apart from Lance as if she'd been shocked, "I wasn't doing it Jean! Honest I - oh, it's you Lila."

"Like, duh! Who else would it be?" Lila rolled her eyes. "But Kitty I am like, having a major crisis! I can't find Pietro like, anywhere!"

Lance rolled his eyes. "He's probably in his room fucking a complete stranger."

"Like, shut up," Lila snapped, " as if he'd do anything without me."

"Like, yes he would," Lance snapped back, imitating the valley girl.

"Kitty, your boyfriend is being a total asshole again," Lila whined, pointing an accusing finger at Lance.

"Well you were like, kind of interrupting a moment Lila," Kitty said, giving an apologetic shrug.

"Okay, true," Lila nodded, "but I'm still like, totally not knowing where to find Pietro."

"Why don't you go ask Toby?" Lance growled, "and leave us in peace?"

"Toby will know?" Lila asked doubtfully.

"Ha!" Lance laughed, "take my word for it, if anyone's going to know where Pietro is, it'll be Toby."

"Oh....." Lila nodded, recognition dawning. "Okay. Like, thanks Lance!" She gave a cheerful wave. "You too have like, fun okay?"

"Okay!!!" Lance chirruped, giving her a perky smile and wave back as she disappeared back into the house. Kitty giggled. Lance turned back to her, smiling lovingly. "Alright Pretty-Kitty, where were we?"

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Ugh, more I wanted to do in this one but I felt you'd probably appreciate less of the fic now rather than more of the fic much much later. Yes, I am feeling the stress of junior life. Ahhhhhhhhh senior next year. *looks around wildly* That's creepy...........Aaaaaaaaaanyway. I hope this way an alright non-sucky chapter. MORE IS TO COME!! I have many a plan! Ciao for now (ooh, that rhymes) Becs.